My finest motorcycle?

After nearly two months of distractions1, this week I have returned to the important business of riding my motorcyle.

The KTM 950 Supermoto - my finest motorcycle?

I tend to imagine I have mostly owned sports bikes — ZZR600, YZF-R6, Fazer 600, K1200S — but I suppose half have been trailies — TS125X, KLR650, 640 LC4 Supermoto and 950 Supermoto. We Brits seem to obsess about having the fastest bike man has ever known2 but there are in fact speed limits and being bolt upright without a fairing tends to reinforce a proper desire  to ride within the law.

More importantly, the 950 combines agility with tremendous acceleration, two joyful features which have not yet been spoiled by the passionless individuals who seem determined to extinguish the flame of humanity wherever it may be found. Hooray!

Throw in some luggage — and I can report that two dry-cleaned suits fit — heated grips and hand guards, and we have an all-rounder of accomplishment. I suppose if one wanted something faired and a bit duller, the GS is available; I will bide my time.

So there we have it: my finest motorcycle is a giant high performance trail bike with sports wheels, tyres and brakes. What a magnificent idea: I congratulate the Americans on the invention and the Europeans on their commitment to it.

Oh yes, and today I softened the suspension to mid-way between standard and sport, making the ride much more satisfactory.

  1. Earning a living, poverty, banking and a transformation in motoring… it’s a quiet life. []
  2. I just bet MCN still has a headline like “BMW S1000RR humbles Fireblade” or whatever… []

KTM 950 Supermoto in a Cotswold sunset

I took a beautiful ride in the Cotswolds this evening on my KTM 950 Supermoto. What a privilege it is to live in such countryside and to have such a magnificent bike:

The roads were superb: open, clear and well-surfaced. I can’t help thinking a blanket 50 mph national speed limit would be met with the same counterproductive contempt as the present motorway speed limit[1]. Thankfully, it appears Theresa Villiers MP, the Shadow Transport Secretary, is of a similar view:

Shadow Transport Secretary Theresa Villiers said: ‘Labour’s approach to road safety focuses on a one-size fits all policy, be it the trebling of speed cameras in England, or their proposal to reduce the speed limits on all rural single carriage way roads to 50mph.

‘We need targeted plans aimed at specific problem groups or specific areas. So we won’t bulldoze through a 50mph blanket reduction in the speed limit.’

Certainly, let us be safe, but not through Labour’s repulsive means.

1 – Driven on a British motorway recently? Not much consent evident there in respect of the speed limit, and not much enforcement either. It’s time for a different approach.

German autobahns — magnificent

There was some congestion and some of the roadworks were lengthy, but for the most part, the autobahn had moderate traffic and no speed limit. Where there was a limit away from hazards, it was 120 kph, which is still 75 mph.

On this trip, the roof box kept my speeds down to double digits, but cruising at 90 mph was a joy.  Even with the extra drag, my Saab was still more efficient over this high-speed journey than it is over mixed British routes.

There’s something magnificent about people driving responsibly at well over 100 mph without drama. However, it seems most autobahn drivers select around 90 mph (145 kph), a speed remarkably similar to that chosen by all those naughty drivers on UK motorways who choose to ignore the limit. I wonder if it would be the 85th percentile

Since Austria, with its 130 kph motorway limit, was a joy too, one wonders what we are missing in the UK and why we are being asked to trundle around at 70 mph, a limit which anyone who drives on the motorway will know is both generally ignored and unenforced. Wouldn’t it be better to have a credible limit, greater compliance and consistent, fair enforcement?

And so it’s time for me to make my way through “Road Accidents, Prevent or Punish”: more later.

French péages — marvelous

The lightest traffic and a speed limit just over 80 mph: brisk and pleasant.

Driving and personal responsibility

Two road safety initiatives struck me today:

Drivers will have to declare every 10 years whether they are medically able to get behind the wheel, according to proposals to be set out early in the new year.

via Drivers to have 10-year health checks under driver licence reforms and:

Automatic speed control devices should be installed in cars to force motorists to stick to speed limits, an influential pressure group recommended today.

via ‘Speed control’ devices should be installed in cars, say campaigners. The Times fails to point out that the proponent “pressure group”, the Motorists’ Forum, is part of the Government quango The Comission for Integrated Transport

Both proposals diminish personal responsibility. Both will be costly for someone. Both have voluntary elements which don’t sound like they will be voluntary for long. Neither is very convincing.
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NEC Bike Show 2008: a source of optimism

The NEC Bike Show provided an interesting, if expensive, hour and a half’s entertainment this morning. It was busy despite the downturn and despite it being Wednesday: people are still looking for a dream. The atmosphere was deliciously politically incorrect, with preposterous bikes and no shortage of models in lycra[1]

Buell‘s bikes remain radical, with their Harley engines in sporty frames, their perimeter brakes and their belt drives:


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Wg Cdr Andy Green: “Is life with zero risk interesting? No.”

A team of British engineers is aiming to break the 1,000mph (1,610km/h) barrier on wheels for the first time.

Wing Commander Andy Green, who broke the land speed record in 1997, talks about why he wants to go even faster as the driver of Bloodhound.

Watch the video here. I served at RAF Leeming with Andy in 1994: it’s great to see a fighter pilot setting out to inspire engineers.

Odiham airfield riding day

With a 1200m straight, we achieved over 160 mph. Incredibly, the bike can lose that in less that 200 metres, yet it was suggested to me that I was braking conservatively. At last, I had my knee down in their school for the purpose: it turns out I have been “a fag paper” from it very often.

I took a passenger ride on a Formula 1 sidecar outfit. It was exceptionally hard work holding on. I couldn’t keep with it in the bends on the K, but I could on the straights. The bike sucked up more or less everything there.